In my last column I described a “Swimming with the Sharks” adventure I enjoyed with my husband and daughter in Hawaii. As I was writing, I found myself thinking about my mother. She’s gone now, but I couldn’t help imagining what might have happened had she come with us. You have to ...
“Who’s a pretty bird?” This was the typical refrain when my family and I would visit Cronk, the resident raven at the Ogden Nature Center. From his enclosure’s perch, Cronk would reply with a twist and turn of his head, inverting his view and adding his whimsy to the exchange. My kids, ...
I can't believe we make things so difficult! These redistricting efforts cost too much time, effort, print, confusion, and discontent every 10 years and we are still no better off now then any time in the past as to who represents us or answering the question of 'Are we being represented ...
When I was seven years old growing up in Orem, I remember driving past Utah Valley University and thinking: college isn’t for kids like me. My dad worked in construction, my mom cleaned houses, and no one in my family had gone to college. A university degree felt like a distant dream that ...
The first victims of the Nazi efforts to kill everyone who disagreed with them were people with disabilities. According to the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, more than 250,000 people who had physical or mental disabilities were killed. This included 5,000 children. The Nazi government ...
Staring into the faces of my cousins at a funeral for one of them made me realize how much I love these people whom I never chose to be related to, but can’t imagine my childhood without them in it. My deceased first cousin was actually a twin. His family, like mine, had lots of kids. ...
